“The Doormat”

Emily Alligar, Author Here lies the doormat. Ah, yes. The good ole’ not yet, but almost, worn down doormat. As you can see, each time the doormat is stepped on, the footprints their marks. Individually and collectively. Some may argue that the doormat is used to this treatment, as he is exactly that: a doormat….

An ocean of my own

Jakob Eiseman, Editor-in-Chief Header Image: A24 — “The Lighthouse” Drowning.Dragged deepInto an ocean of my own making.Every single minute of the surface seen,Is a mile dragged underneath. I see the horizon.Exhaustion sets in early on as the sun fades.But no amount of rest helps. I fall deep.The waters will never take me,They move and shake…